its my birthday in a month. ill be 19. then, on that day, ill be saying 'in a year i will be 20'. wow. i wont be a -teen anymore. will i ever feel ready to be... older. dont get me wrong. im not scared of the years adding up, i welcome it. ageing gracefully. hahaha ageing gracefully at 18... odd. im just thinking of time. age.
ill be 29 and unsettled. living life on the edge. trendy little inner city appartment but in a petite green leafy haven. paving my way. my career. living happily but perhaps a little stressed too. can i have a bike that is chained to the front gate? maybe with a basket... actually that is going a bit too far. ill be kind of seeing someone. its on and off. thinking of children, but question will it ever actually happen?! then its time for lunch.
its a beautiful midday and i am in front of the computer. i just washed dye out of my hair. i went back to the full blue-black. red wasnt working out. as much as i love the 'idea' of it. i really shouldve gone to the hairdressers to get it done, instead of my own handy work.
dad came home yesterday night, as soon as we called him tuesday morning about sari he hopped on the next plane. hes seeing her now, he wanted everything to be right. he was a little nervous i think. it was cute.
i should go bask in the sun. i should go out. i have black on my shoulders. im so messy when i dye my hair. just messy.
ill be 29 and unsettled. living life on the edge. trendy little inner city appartment but in a petite green leafy haven. paving my way. my career. living happily but perhaps a little stressed too. can i have a bike that is chained to the front gate? maybe with a basket... actually that is going a bit too far. ill be kind of seeing someone. its on and off. thinking of children, but question will it ever actually happen?! then its time for lunch.
its a beautiful midday and i am in front of the computer. i just washed dye out of my hair. i went back to the full blue-black. red wasnt working out. as much as i love the 'idea' of it. i really shouldve gone to the hairdressers to get it done, instead of my own handy work.
dad came home yesterday night, as soon as we called him tuesday morning about sari he hopped on the next plane. hes seeing her now, he wanted everything to be right. he was a little nervous i think. it was cute.
i should go bask in the sun. i should go out. i have black on my shoulders. im so messy when i dye my hair. just messy.
No comments:
Post a Comment